Disclaimer: Harry Potter isn't my property. Never was. This plot is mine though.
Author's Notes: Thanks for reading and reviewing. This chapter is gonna be interesting. (Yay for smut. :P)
Chapter 8: Rain Clouds Come....
They say time changes you. That sometimes you don't realize when it happens. Just that one day you'll wake up or realize it and wonder what happened. The couple who sat on the bed was a perfect example of time making people change. Love replaced Hate, compassion took over carelessness.
Her hands shook slightly as she helped him remove his uniform. Until finally he stood there, bare from the waist up. His white skin was littered with strange scars, some curling and twisting. Hermione had seen them before but she'd always touch one scar. It snaked from his right collarbone and down the middle of his chest. He then pulled his arms around her tightly and kissed her, happy to be out of sight of prying eyes.
Draco turned them around, and sat her down onto the bed. He then helped her remove her dress. She pulled him to her, and worked on the belt and buttons that held the bottom half of his uniform on. He watched her do this, and she glanced up at him.
" Hey I'm eye level with you," She mused.
He chuckled, " Looks that way."
She smirked and took her hands back and the pants dropped to his feet. His buckle made a funny 'chink' noise as it hit the stone floor. He then stepped out of them. It was funny how comfortable there were, standing there nearly naked. Her in a bra and panties he in just red boxers. She went onto her knees and reached behind her. Her bra became loose and she slipped it off her arms. She herself had scars on her breasts, but they had mostly faded away. All but for one that was a half moon shape around the areola of her left breast. He ran his fingers along the scar.
" This's new," he said.
She sighed as he ran his fingers there, " Spell accident. I was working on my attempts to do magic without a wand. It's very difficult for me."
He laughed lightly, " Remember the first time we were like this?"
She smirked, " Yeah I do. I swear I've never seen you so nervous. It was around Christmas wasn't it?"
" Christmas Morning actually," he said, running his hands over her breasts.
Her breathing quickened slightly, " Yeah, you have to admit that was one hell of a christmas gift."
He placed a kiss on the hollow of her neck and let one hand run down her stomach. She gave a shutter as his touch reached her panties. They moved towards the pillows and she rested her weight on them. She watched him as he pulled the panties off. It seemed strange to him that he could still notice the scars she had once had. Like the one that was once just above the lips of her vagina. Now there was only a very pale line, not even wider then pencil. He kissed the pale line lightly.
" There's a difference between that Christmas and now," he said.
She gave a sigh, " Yeah we're both older. And not scared."
" Speak for yourself," he said. " I'm anything but calm."
She sat up at the same time he did.
" I shouldn't be the only one naked," She said.
He got off the bed and pulled his boxers off. While he did that she pulled back the heavy velvet comforter and silk sheets of the bed. She slipped underneath the sheets and he joined her there. They began kissing again, more nervously this time. He let his hands work themselves into her long hair as they kept on.
He pulled away from the kiss long enough to move into a comfortable position. She followed his lead, and widened her legs so his weight was now on her stomach.
" There's more difference between then and now," He said.
She reached up and let her fingertips gently go across his cheek. His free hand went to her hips.
" And what's that?" she asked.
" We don't curse at each other and call each other by our last names," he said. " That was really annoying."
He closed his eyes and tilted his head downward while she let her free arm wrap around Draco's back. Slowly Draco eased his stiff erection inside her. She swallowed and bit her lower lip.
Words couldn't be formed anymore between them as they settled into a comfortable pace. She kissed his neck as he wrapped his arms around her. She raised her hips up with each of his thrusts and felt the sweat start to form on them.
She had forgotten how much pleasure Draco could give her. She felt alive when he was around. The whole world could end, but she wouldn't care as long as he was still with her. Sharp moans escaped her as second nature kicked in. They switched positions, to where she was sitting on his lap. He buried his face into her neck as she let her forehead rest on his shoulder.
Their movements grew harder, hard enough to bruise. His moans weren't as loud as hers, but she could hear his moans over her own. His skin grew hot, almost like boiling water. But she didn't care. One of his hands slipped down between them.
Before she could wonder what he was doing, the pleasure seemed to of doubled between them. Her legs began to tense up and she tried to catch her breath. But the pressure kept building, making her legs twitch. Draco took one nipple into his mouth and sucked on it. Hermione tried to form words in her head as he kept the nipple in his mouth and pulled it back slightly.
Something changed inside her and she arched her back. She then found Draco's eyes on her and felt he was about to reach his own breaking point. She leaned down best she could and kissed him deep as she could. She pulled away from the kiss and watched his face. Admiring how the sweat ran down his face.
Her climax hit when she least expected it. Draco had leaned in to kiss her and she gave a loud moan, his lips covering hers. He lasted a few thrusts longer then her, and let his own orgasm take him over. They slowly came to a stop, and she smoothed his sweaty hair out of his face.
" I love you," She said.
He softly smiled as she kissed the just above his nose, between his eyebrows.
" I love you too," he returned.
Author's Notes: Thanks for reading and reviewing. This chapter is gonna be interesting. (Yay for smut. :P)
Chapter 8: Rain Clouds Come....
They say time changes you. That sometimes you don't realize when it happens. Just that one day you'll wake up or realize it and wonder what happened. The couple who sat on the bed was a perfect example of time making people change. Love replaced Hate, compassion took over carelessness.
Her hands shook slightly as she helped him remove his uniform. Until finally he stood there, bare from the waist up. His white skin was littered with strange scars, some curling and twisting. Hermione had seen them before but she'd always touch one scar. It snaked from his right collarbone and down the middle of his chest. He then pulled his arms around her tightly and kissed her, happy to be out of sight of prying eyes.
Draco turned them around, and sat her down onto the bed. He then helped her remove her dress. She pulled him to her, and worked on the belt and buttons that held the bottom half of his uniform on. He watched her do this, and she glanced up at him.
" Hey I'm eye level with you," She mused.
He chuckled, " Looks that way."
She smirked and took her hands back and the pants dropped to his feet. His buckle made a funny 'chink' noise as it hit the stone floor. He then stepped out of them. It was funny how comfortable there were, standing there nearly naked. Her in a bra and panties he in just red boxers. She went onto her knees and reached behind her. Her bra became loose and she slipped it off her arms. She herself had scars on her breasts, but they had mostly faded away. All but for one that was a half moon shape around the areola of her left breast. He ran his fingers along the scar.
" This's new," he said.
She sighed as he ran his fingers there, " Spell accident. I was working on my attempts to do magic without a wand. It's very difficult for me."
He laughed lightly, " Remember the first time we were like this?"
She smirked, " Yeah I do. I swear I've never seen you so nervous. It was around Christmas wasn't it?"
" Christmas Morning actually," he said, running his hands over her breasts.
Her breathing quickened slightly, " Yeah, you have to admit that was one hell of a christmas gift."
He placed a kiss on the hollow of her neck and let one hand run down her stomach. She gave a shutter as his touch reached her panties. They moved towards the pillows and she rested her weight on them. She watched him as he pulled the panties off. It seemed strange to him that he could still notice the scars she had once had. Like the one that was once just above the lips of her vagina. Now there was only a very pale line, not even wider then pencil. He kissed the pale line lightly.
" There's a difference between that Christmas and now," he said.
She gave a sigh, " Yeah we're both older. And not scared."
" Speak for yourself," he said. " I'm anything but calm."
She sat up at the same time he did.
" I shouldn't be the only one naked," She said.
He got off the bed and pulled his boxers off. While he did that she pulled back the heavy velvet comforter and silk sheets of the bed. She slipped underneath the sheets and he joined her there. They began kissing again, more nervously this time. He let his hands work themselves into her long hair as they kept on.
He pulled away from the kiss long enough to move into a comfortable position. She followed his lead, and widened her legs so his weight was now on her stomach.
" There's more difference between then and now," He said.
She reached up and let her fingertips gently go across his cheek. His free hand went to her hips.
" And what's that?" she asked.
" We don't curse at each other and call each other by our last names," he said. " That was really annoying."
He closed his eyes and tilted his head downward while she let her free arm wrap around Draco's back. Slowly Draco eased his stiff erection inside her. She swallowed and bit her lower lip.
Words couldn't be formed anymore between them as they settled into a comfortable pace. She kissed his neck as he wrapped his arms around her. She raised her hips up with each of his thrusts and felt the sweat start to form on them.
She had forgotten how much pleasure Draco could give her. She felt alive when he was around. The whole world could end, but she wouldn't care as long as he was still with her. Sharp moans escaped her as second nature kicked in. They switched positions, to where she was sitting on his lap. He buried his face into her neck as she let her forehead rest on his shoulder.
Their movements grew harder, hard enough to bruise. His moans weren't as loud as hers, but she could hear his moans over her own. His skin grew hot, almost like boiling water. But she didn't care. One of his hands slipped down between them.
Before she could wonder what he was doing, the pleasure seemed to of doubled between them. Her legs began to tense up and she tried to catch her breath. But the pressure kept building, making her legs twitch. Draco took one nipple into his mouth and sucked on it. Hermione tried to form words in her head as he kept the nipple in his mouth and pulled it back slightly.
Something changed inside her and she arched her back. She then found Draco's eyes on her and felt he was about to reach his own breaking point. She leaned down best she could and kissed him deep as she could. She pulled away from the kiss and watched his face. Admiring how the sweat ran down his face.
Her climax hit when she least expected it. Draco had leaned in to kiss her and she gave a loud moan, his lips covering hers. He lasted a few thrusts longer then her, and let his own orgasm take him over. They slowly came to a stop, and she smoothed his sweaty hair out of his face.
" I love you," She said.
He softly smiled as she kissed the just above his nose, between his eyebrows.
" I love you too," he returned.